Disclaimer: I do not own anything recognizable in the following story. The characters that you don't recognize are figments of my imagination and still I claim no ownership. Supernatural belongs to the WB, the CW and all. I haven't made a profit on this story so please don't sue. I don't own anything anyway so there's nothing to gain from it.

Author's note: I kinda forgot to mention in my last author's notes is that this started out as a challenge response. Write a story about a minor charactor like Joshua, Missouri, Jim, etc. I chose to do it about Joshua from when Sam tells Dean that Dad's friend Josh called... So the boys will be showing up in the story closer to the end. Oh - are the updates working for anyone? I don't seem to be getting any?

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Finding LeGrange

By infinite shadow

Chapter 2

Matt dialled a number and patiently waited for the phone to be picked up.

His granddaughter was a good girl. Did well in school, had a few friends and was extremely skilled in the art of research and fighting.

He'd raised the girl since the tender age of seven. Both of her parents had been demon hunters. Hunters he'd trained. To this day he didn't know for sure what had killed them. After not hearing from her parents for three days the young girl had done what she had been instructed to do and called Matt. Since that day he'd raised her like she was his own child.

Matt scowled as voice mail picked up.

"I want your butt down here in five or it's extra training for you," he growled into the phone and hung up.

Sure it was early but unless something was horribly wrong she knew to answer by the third ring. It was part of the deal they'd had when she moved out. No boys, no drinking, no boys, answer the phone by the third ring, no boys, no parties, no boys, well she got the idea.

So far she'd been quick enough that he hadn't caught any boys in her apartment. Yet.

A slamming of the door made him sigh slightly. His grandchild walked around into the kitchen. Her hair was wrapped in a towel and she was in a bath robe still partially dripping.

"You could have given me ten minutes so I could've conditioned," she complained and plunked her clothes down on the table.

Matt chuckled. "And let you think I've gone soft? No way. I do have a rep as a mean old bastard to maintain you know."

Serena rolled her eyes. "Right. Well I guess no one knows you like I know you granddaddy."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Matt demanded.

She shrugged. "You're really just a cuddly ol' teddy bear."

"Only to you darlin'. Only to you," Matt said.

She smiled. "Can I get dressed before you let me know what I'm doing?"

"Sure. Then you can mop up the water you dripped all over my apartment," he said.

"Oh man," she whined then disappeared down the hall to the bathroom to dry off and to get dressed.

After she was fully clothed and the floor was cleaned up Serena sat at the table with a mug of coffee in her hand. Matt put a plate of toast down in front of her.

"Coffee and breakfast?" She said as she grimaced at the burnt offering in front of her. "Must be big."

Matt sat at the table across from her. "Joshua called."

"Hey we don't exorcise animals," she said indignantly.

"Of course we don't. Sides if that's what he needed done he'd do it himself. And don't interrupt me young lady," Matt said and ignored the face she pulled behind her coffee mug. He filled her in on the conversation he'd had with the part time demon hunter.

"A faith healer?" Serena scoffed. "You've got to be joking. They're all cheats and charlatans."

"Truth can be stranger than fiction. How many people would believe in vamps, wendigos or shifters?" Matt said.

"True. But come on gramps. A healer?" she said scowling.

"Yeah I know. But it's Joshua. You know that when one of our own needs help we help," he said quietly.

Serena nodded. "So I'm research girl again?"

"Looks like," Matt said leaning back in his chair.

Serena didn't say anything just pondered the dregs of her coffee.

"Ok. Out with it," Matt prompted when she was quiet too long for his liking.

"It's ok grandpa. I don't mind doing the research," she said quietly.

"But," he prompted.

"Well I just wonder sometimes if you don't think I'm able to handle anything else other than the research," she said softly. "Don't get me wrong I like doing the research. But you've spent years training me and preparing me to fight the darkness. Aside from the simple salt and burns all you've really asked me to do is research."

"I know you can handle yourself in a fight, human or demon and don't ever think otherwise. Hell you could probably take on half an army and win," he said with a grin then sighed and put his hand over hers. "Serena we're all we have. When I lost your parents it was like I had lost my own children. Darlin if I lost you there'd be nothing left for me in this world. When the time comes and we're called into battle we'll go together. But for now humour an old man and be research girl, ok?"

"Ok grandpa," she said quietly and smiled at him. "Just one question."

"Shoot," he said pulling back and taking a sip of his cool coffee.

"Do I have to eat this first?" she said glancing down at the burnt toast in front of her.

Matt grimaced at his own burnt toast. "Tell you what if you make us breakfast you'll only have to do an hour of training before doing research."

Serena smiled widely. "Deal."

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Joshua left the house and headed for his pickup. He'd managed to get three hours sleep and a shower in since his early morning emergency. Now he had a young horse to check on.

Music came out of his jacket pocket startling him out of his thoughts. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his cell phone.

"Joshua," he said answering the phone.

"Hello Joshua," came a warm voice over the phone.

"Hey Jim," Joshua said leaning back against the side of his truck.

"Mighty strange request you left for me last night," the pastor said.

"Yeah I know," Joshua said reluctantly.

"Coming out of semi-retirement?" the cleric asked amusement clear in his voice.

"No. Not today," Joshua said. "Call it idol curiosity."

"I'd say it's more than that for you to make inquiries," Jim said. "Listen Josh I know it's not easy to lose a patient."

"NO!" Joshua said hurriedly cutting the other man off. "It's nothing like that."

"Then what is it?" Jim asked patiently.

Joshua was quiet for a moment then sighed heavily. "One of my patients was terminal with cancer. Abby went out of town for a few days and returned miraculously healed. She won't tell me how it happened. But it doesn't feel right and I need to know how she was cured."

"You think it's something out of the usual? Something from my line of work?" the pastor asked.

"Either one Jim. Heavenly or supernaturally. There has to be an explanation. I want to know if I need to be ready."

"You think it may be temporary?" Jim asked.

"It's not temporary. Tests confirm that. I just need to know if there could be," Joshua said then paused looking for the right word. "Complications."

"You're worried," the pastor said.

"Yes," Jim said.

"I don't know anything off hand, but I'll look into it," Jim said.

"Thanks Jim," he said softly.

"No problem. I'll be in touch," Jim said then ended the call.

Joshua closed up his phone. He was worried. The cancer was gone but something in his gut told him it was wrong. Abby was in perfect heath now and there was no sign of the cancer that had been slowly and painfully killing her. No one in her condition got better in a few days. There was more to it than that and he was going to find it. She was still his patient, he was responsible for her health and he would be prepared if she needed him.

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